Chapter 417 - The True Appearance of the Giant Serpent
Chapter 417 of "Journey to the End of the Night" kicks off with action-packed scenes: She glanced at the head swinging wildly from the youthâs waist and thought, âSince the... Discover more!
She glanced at the head swinging wildly from the youthâs waist and thought, âSince the Demon Lord has chosen him, perhaps this young man truly has the ability to return the Demon Lordâs head.â
Baili Anâs singing hadnât ceased when, suddenly, the horizon at the far end of the Heavenly Sea began to distort.
The calm and peaceful sea started to churn as countless scale fish leaped out.
The mirror-like surface of the water was whipped into countless wrinkles by these fish, and until this moment, Baili An hadnât felt any life fluctuations.
It seemed as though these scale fish were slumbering in the depths of the sea, unwilling to show themselves to the world.
But now, for some reason, they began to desperately flee the sea, as if preferring to leave their life-giving waters.
The scale fish leaped higher and higher as if a Heavenly Gate awaited them above, ready to turn them into immortals with one jump.
There was naturally nothing in the sky, yet a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the azure sea.
This shadow arrived lifeless, darkening the color of the water instantly, bringing a terrifying depth and an awe-inspiring presence that stood in this boundless world.
The silver moon in the sky disappeared.
The scattered clouds seemed to have received some kind of summoning, gathering together heavily.
The clouds oppressed the sky, which seemed so low that it felt within reach if one were to raise a hand.
In the dim light, strands of silver dust floated, and a cold current swept up from the sea, causing the temperature to drop drastically.
In the sea, eyes like blazing flames ignited, and the vast surface of the water began to bulge into a terrifying arc, as if a high mountain rose instantly from the sea.
The sound of the sea breaking was earth-shattering; black scales layered upon each other, fine and smooth, each shimmering with an ominous, deadly light.
The sea water falling like a torrential rain instantly soaked Baili Anâs body.
The head of the Demon Lord at his waist was also unavoidably drenched, its black, soft hair soaked and sticking to its cheeks.
The head, devoid of a body, was wrapped by hair wet like seaweed, adding an eerie and shocking sight.
In the midst of a tempest, the Female Demon Lord seemed to murmur a complaint indistinctly.
In the drifting wind and rain, Baili Anâs face, drenched by the cold sea water, turned somewhat pale.
He expressionlessly watched the gigantic creature before him.
Its eyes, like Divine Fire, were close at hand, yet its long body stretched from one end of the sea to the other.
Its immense body drove one to despair.
Baili An grabbed a lock of hair from the Female Demon Lordâs head and said, âYou call this thing a âGreat Serpentâ?â
With wisdom flakes billowing and claws under its belly, its head had twin horns and a pearl between the temples.
Despite its terrifyingly enormous body, the imagery floating in this world bore a uniquely breathtaking, heart-stirring beauty.
This was no serpent, clearly, it was a True Dragon, extinct in the Mortal World and alive only in legends!
The Female Demon Lord exclaimed in surprise, speaking casually, âDonât books often say that a Divine Dragon is âseen from its tail but not its headâ?
Ghost Mountain hardly opens once in a millennium, and the Great Serpent beneath the Bronze Gate has never had its true appearance spied upon.
Only a glimpse through the fog, sighting mere traces and scales, who could know that the Great Serpent is the last True Dragon in this world.â
Si Li furrowed his brows, obviously also feeling shocked and amazed.
Hong Zhuang, under the might of the dragon, sweat poured down her as fear seemed unavoidably visible in her eyes.
The eyes of the âGreat Serpentâ glowed a deep red, especially the right eye, its color so intense it was unbelievable, containing remnants of the Demon Lordâs broken body within.
Dragons, revered as sacred beings worshipped by mortals, were not of the demon ilk, yet the dragon before Baili Anâs eyes, soaked with a sinister demonic intent, its red eyes filled with violent hostility, evidently had been tainted and fallen into demonhood over countless years.
Its entire form no longer held any of the pure and sacred essence of the Dragon Clan, but rather resembled a terrifying monster lurking in the deep, corrupt sea.
Baili An had no interest in the remains of the Demon Lord.
His gaze fell on the âGreat Serpentâsâ vast mouth, and his heart suddenly ached.
Although Ning Feiyan had mentioned that the âGreat Serpentâ was very interested in Fang Geyu and wouldnât digest her too quickly,
the thought of Fang Geyu being swallowed by such a massive monster, her life and death unknown, unleashed an uncontrollable fury within him.
As a Demon Lord, the beautyâs head was highly sensitive to negative emotions like fury.
With a smirk that seemed not quite a smile, she temptingly said, âLittle Si Chen, you want to save someone, and I will help you.
If you successfully rescue that girl from Shifang City, will you then serve me loyally in the Demon World as the Six Riversâ Lord?â
Baili Anâs eyes flickered, but he did not speak.
Si Liâs expression darkened, fury rising in his eyes: âRidiculous!
Even in our decline, my Corpse Demon Clan has not fallen so far as to become dogs of the Demon Clan.â
Just then, the torrential rain that had descended from the sky suddenly halted, stopping in its tracks as if time itself had frozen, suspended in the sky.
The inky, deep sea was whipped into numerous waves, a dangerous presence arriving like storms from all directions.
The Demon Lordâs complexion drastically changed, and she shouted, âQuick, avoid it, itâs Jun Tongâs gaze!â
Without her warning, Baili An had already seen the scale fish that crazily leaped from the water, caught in the sight of the Great Serpent, turning into blue ice crystals, their life mercilessly stripped away, falling plunk, plunk back into the depths of the sea.
Baili An was about to retreat, but then he collided with a cold, indifferent gaze behind him.
A chill ran down his spine.
He turned to look and saw that the countless glistening lines of rain suspended motionlessly behind him reflected the gaze of the Great Serpentâs pupils.
From all directions, the gaze of Jun Tong was omnipresent.
As it touched him, Baili Anâs eyes suddenly felt a piercing cold; his dark pupils coated with an intensely cold frosty curse.
Before the curse could spread further, his eyes suddenly burst forth with a crimson light, from deep within bloomed two blazing otherworldly flowers, consuming the refracted gaze and then reversing it back.
Behind him, the heavy curtains of rain instantly exploded, creating a safe pocket of space.
Si Li and Hong Zhuang, without a second thought, flashed into that space.
But on this tiny island, with the continuous torrential rain, where could they possibly retreat to?
Baili Anâs eyes were in severe pain, and he couldnât help but close them, two fine lines of ice-cold blood seeping from the corners of his eyes, his Divine Sense throbbing with pain.
He quickly tore off a piece of his garment and covered his eyes, urgently saying, âCover your eyes, if you donât meet its gaze, you wonât be crystallized!â
Si Li and Hong Zhuang hurriedly followed suit.
The Female Demon Lord, having tightly closed her eyes earlier and quite ruthlessly not informed Baili An and the others of this technique earlier, generously praised, âYou really are clever.â
Indeed, as Baili An said, after covering their eyes, despite feeling the deathly gazes stabbing into their marrow from all directions, painfully cold, they were not crystallized like the scale fish.
But the danger had not yet passed.